Oscar Wilde

Always forgive your enemies--nothing annoys them so much.

Always forgive your enemies--nothing annoys them so much.

Feast of Thomas Becket, Archbishop of Canterbury, Martyr, 1170 Come down, O Christ, and help me! reach Thy hand read more

Feast of Thomas Becket, Archbishop of Canterbury, Martyr, 1170 Come down, O Christ, and help me! reach Thy hand For I am drowning in a stormier sea Than Simon on the the lake of Galilee: The wine of life is spilt upon the sand, My heart is as some famine-murdered land Whence all good things have perished utterly, And well I know my soul in Hell must lie If I this night before God's throne must stand. "He sleeps perchance, or rideth to the chase, Like Baal, when his prophets holed that name From morn to noon on Carmel's smitten height." Nay, peace! I shall behold, before the night, The feet of brass, the robe more white than flame, The wounded hands, the weary human face.

The old believe everything, the middle-aged suspect everything, the young know everything.

The old believe everything, the middle-aged suspect everything, the young know everything.

Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from read more

Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from you.

It is better to be beautiful than to be good, but it is better to be good than to be read more

It is better to be beautiful than to be good, but it is better to be good than to be ugly.